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OH GOD IF I HAD WAITED THREE AND A HALF MORE HOURS TO POST, THERE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN A SINGLE POST FOR APRIL.
And this is a rather weak post, at that.
-Willlo
OH GOD IF I HAD WAITED THREE AND A HALF MORE HOURS TO POST, THERE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN A SINGLE POST FOR APRIL.
And this is a rather weak post, at that.
-Willlo
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Today we sing a dirge for the passing of Bob and Will's Writey Thingy. Some enjoyed it. Some hated it. Some enjoyed it while hating those who wrote it. Regardless, it is over, and those who would enjoy it or hate it must do so only in retrospect.
Hate for its authors, however, may spring eternal.
It was one month ago, the last day of April, when a post was posted in which Will postulated what a tragedy would be manifest if he failed to post for an entire month. And here we are, the very next month, watching this tragedy unfold, drinking its sweet juices, and capering amongst the withering leaves of its degradation.
No greater joy has ever filled my heart, even as the tears roll from my eyes.
Good night, sweet princes of putrescence. May your vacuous vitriol someday reemerge, so that our disgust may once again have shape and form, and we may call it by the names we know: Bob Beshere and William Blowry.
Rest in peace. Dicks.
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